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The same logo was plastered over the back of his hoodie, which I thought he probably got a kick out of.

“You didn’t ask,” Liam pointed out. “It’s not a secret.”

“Just didn’t picture you doing this,” I said. “Figured you’d go be an engineer or something. I was surprised to find you behind a bar, to be honest.”

“Iggy didn’t go to college, so I… didn’t go to college.” Liam shrugged, fiddling with something attached to what I assumed was the battery.

“You loved him,” I said. I knew that, I wasn’t stupid, I’d always been able to see the way Liam looked at Iggy from the moment we met. Liam’s family hadn’t moved into Otter Bay until high school, but he’d latched onto Iggy from day one.

Which was probably why we’d never really gotten along.

“Still love him,” Liam said, doing something I couldn’t see under the hood. “Probably always will.”

“Youlefthim,” I pointed out. “If you loved him, you wouldn’t have broken his heart.”

The look Liam gave me was sharp enough to kill, and it took me until then to remember that late growth spurt or not, he was still twice my size.

“I didn’t leave him,” Liam mumbled, focused on whatever he was doing to the battery. “I let him go. Because that’s what you do when you love someone who wants to be with someone else.”

I wanted to ask who—who Liam thought Iggy wanted—but the car door opening interrupted me.

“Harvey?” Iggy asked, holding Theo close. “Liam?”

“Just fixing the car,” Liam grunted, not looking at him. “Hop back in, ’s cold out here.”

Which was exactly what I’d been about to say.

Because I loved Iggy, too.

Always had.

Still did.

“I have to pee,” Iggy said, setting Theo down and walking very, very carefully toward the nearest tree.

Liam watched him until the sound of a zipper being pulled down cut through the air, then turned his face away.

“Should be able to start this now,” Liam said. “Turn the engine over for me.”

I followed his instructions, breathing a sigh of relief as the car started after only a heartbeat of struggling.

A few seconds later, Liam slammed the hood shut. “Let that run. Need you to sign a thing to say I showed up and solved the problem.”

Behind us, Iggy laughed.

“Big Dick’s,” he said, waving at the back of the pickup. “Harvey’s got a big dick,” he added.

I blinked at him, then risked a sideways glance at Liam, thankful that it was too dark for him to see me blushing.

“Thank you, sweetheart,” I said, striding over to usher him back into the car. “I love you, too.”

“I love you, Harv,” Iggy said, eyes wide and earnest again as I tucked him into the passenger seat, draping my coat over him to protect him from the cold.

“You’re drunk,” I said, stomach twisting. He wouldn’t have said that sober, would he? “Close your eyes, we’ll be home soon.”

“Love you,” Iggy repeated, closing his eyes and snuggling under my coat, Theo hopping back onto his lap.

“Gonna pretend I didn’t hear that comment about your dick,” Liam said once I’d gotten Iggy settled and closed the car door again.